Author: Hannah Towers

From the age of eight years I was made aware that University followed after school ended. So in my sub-senior year at high school I decided that dentistry would be my career. I was one of the 26 who graduated from the class of 1955. Now reduced to 13, our frequent class reunions are more[…]

While exchanging origins with a friend recently, I happened to remark that it was because of Hitler that I happened to be in Brisbane. I had to clarify immediately that I was no follower of the Fuhrer, rather that circumstances were responsible, and my debt to Hitler is indirect. Let me explain. My birth was[…]

I commenced at UQ in 1974, having taken a gap year to travel through India and the UK. There was never any question I would go to UQ. My father taught there in the Education Faculty, five of my older siblings had preceded me and one more was to come. University was not so much[…]

As the black sheep of my family, it was with tremendous excitement that I bucked the trend of QIT/QUT enrolment and was accepted into a dual Bachelors of Science and Business at the University of Queensland’s St Lucia campus in 2000. The late 90s and early 2000s was a period of intriguing redefinition for UQ[…]

I was never not going to go to University. My father was on the lecturing staff in Botany; my mother was a graduate in science from the University of Western Australia; my sister Margaret, three years ahead of me, was about to graduate in Arts. I began my studies in 1947, enrolling in Science. Maths,[…]

The trip from the Gold Coast to St Lucia takes an hour twenty. As I pull into the Keith Street lot I realise I remember none of it. It’s our own biological auto pilot mechanism: the parts in the cerebrum that govern movement, speech, and logic shut down, and in their place emotion and memory[…]